Chapter 82: Midway Village

Wen Jing was just about to step forward to take down the bad woman, but when she suddenly jumped into the water, her angry cheeks bulged out, and she turned her head to look at the lake with hatred, but ......

"Yikes!" There was no ripple on the surface of the endless lake, Wen Jing was really frightened, and the big lake, whose fingers were as smooth as a mirror, shouted urgently: "The bad woman won't really feed Wang Ba, right?" ”

"Of course not." Lin Azhen touched her self-blaming little head, turned around and picked up her little sister-in-law who had no martial arts, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that we have to row by ourselves." ”

Long Xing and the others have no martial arts, the girl smiled, her ears hurt, her whole body was numb, she was still a little uncomfortable when she was helped up, and nodded and said: "The second young master rests, let the slaves and maids come to the flattening matter." ”

"No, no." Lin Azhen waved his hand, walked to the bamboo bench, picked up the oar, and the palm against the water wave was too motherly, he disdained to practice, the young man did not work hard, and the boss was really sad.

Sweating profusely, the bamboo row was drawn out of the fairy grass water lake, and eight gaps appeared in front of the wide lake, but I saw the water steaming towards the gap. Lin Azhen raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped the bamboo row in the center of the curved mouth, straightened up and smiled at the annoying little girl: "Girl, what is Ling Bo's fifth mental method?" ”

Looking at this turtle, Wen Jing had long been annoyed, she was already rowing slowly, but now she was good and stopped. She couldn't stand it very, very much, hugged her chest and shouted: "There are three strange tours and six instruments, called the jade girl guarding the door, if you do yin and private affairs, please push it to this." Shouting, I couldn't help it, and shouted louder: "It's only four sentences, who can't remember, you're not a snail, hurry up." ”

Lin Ah is really angry, glaring at the girl who is in the blessing and does not hesitate to be blessed, he is a volunteer, and he has no money to earn, so he doesn't know how to be grateful for rowing for her, and he dares to shout. Why, you haven't been beaten, have you?

Just as he was about to go berserk, Long Xing took a light step forward with unsteady steps and smiled: "Second Young Master, it's better to let the slaves and maids come." ”

"No, no." Not to mention that they can't row, but they have to come back here after rowing the most, Lin Azhen sprayed two white smoke at the girl queen, sat back on the stool with hard work, picked up the oar, and secretly muttered the Heart Sutra that Ling Bo did not have in his microsteps. "The eight doors are like this repeatedly, life is life and death is death." The bamboo raft slowly flowed into the third curve to the east.

The small curved mouth is very narrow, only the bamboo row can just be stuffed, Lin Azhen can be said to be the first brother, the bamboo row rustles and drags the aquatic plants to grind forward, and the people who are shaking and unstable have to squat down, and several have fallen and sat on the bamboo row, and their dresses are wet.

Lin Azhen, who worked hard and complained, had a stinky face, thinking that he was a prince, and he didn't know how to be grateful for supporting the girl, and shouted that his skirt was wet, damn! Wait until the village to see how he cleans her up.

There are a total of 9981 bends in the small curved mouth, and the memory of 200 years is found, and the last three forks of the most Lu are reached, and I don't want to turn around and row into the last one of the last mouths in the south, the waterway is spacious, and there is a dead silence in all directions, and the breeze on the lake is sandwiched with a faint lotus fragrance, and it smells crispy.

"It's here, it's here." Helpless, I saw a huge old ginseng banyan tree in front of me, next to the ginseng banyan is a small village surrounded by bamboo fences, there are many houses in it, as well as chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, the stuffy Wen Jing shouted happily, and his fingers urged the ginseng banyan: "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Lin Ah really didn't have a good chatter, his already unhappy mouth moved to his cheeks, and he rowed hard towards a laundry table under the old banyan tree.

Long Xing and the others had long known along the way that the relationship between the prince and Miss Wen was very intimate, and they were happy for the prince in their hearts, and glanced at the calling girl Wen and the prince who pouted with their lips with a smile, and they suddenly felt extremely warm in their hearts. She raised her eyes and looked at the water platform that was getting closer and closer, and there were already many people around the old ginseng banyan side, including men and women, old people and children, just like an ordinary village.

"Come on, pull it steady." Arrived at the water platform, Lin Azhen threw the rope to the crowd watching on the shore, and saw that the two descendants dragged the rope and flattened it, put down the oars and jumped lightly on the water platform, hugged the happy little girl with both arms, and shouted to everyone: "Be careful, don't fall into the water." ”

"Yes!" Everyone responded, Long Xing and Long Yan carefully also helped Tong Bo onto the water platform, led the three little slave lotuses over the bamboo row, and walked up the stone steps with their skirts.

The small village is deep in the mountains, surrounded by water, and there are 9981 winding water outlets, not only outsiders, but also fishermen of Jinglu waterway are often lost.

An old man of nearly 100 years was holding a cane, looking at the young men and girls who came up with great curiosity, and asked in surprise: "Little boy, why did you come here, are you lost?" ”

Hearing the old lady's inquiry, the young man on the side stepped forward to support him, and suddenly roared loudly: "Master, there is Ah Lian and they are fishing outside, if they get lost, Ah Lian will already take them out of the city." ”

Suddenly hearing the young man's thunder, everyone was startled, thinking that this young man and the old lady would not have a grudge against their father, right?

When he was stunned, but when he heard it, the master looked at the young man with a confused face, and the sand sound was slightly louder. "What? Did you get lost in fishing? After taking care of himself, he nodded and looked at Ah Zhen and them, and he leaned on his crutches and moved sideways: "I haven't seen outsiders for a long time, I'm here, I'll come here, the little boy and the girls come in, I'll let Xiao Lu cook something delicious, come on." ”

Everyone's eyes rolled suddenly, and Wen Jing ran forward very kindly and said, "Grandpa, we are not lost, we are here specially." ”

The old lady looked at her, and saw that her mouth was open and closed, and she turned her ears sideways. "Girl, what are you talking about?"

"This old man has bad ears." Finally understood, Wen Jingzhuan said a word to Lin Azhen, turned around and suddenly shouted: "We are not lost, we are here specially." ”

"Oooh!" Hearing clearly, the old lady nodded her white-haired head, and walked towards the bamboo fence with a snail on crutches: "If you're hungry, come in if you're hungry." ”

The happy old man finally understood, this sentence made Wen Jing's sideburns, which were not very good, slip down his cheeks, and hugged his chest to correct Ah Zhen: "This old man's ears are very bad, it's best not to talk to him, he will be angry to death." ”

If you really die of anger like this, it will be really amazing. Lin Azhen rubbed her angry little head melon seeds, followed the old lady to the village, and smiled at the men, women and children around her and asked, "You rarely go out, do you?" ”

"Yes, yes." An old man fifty miles away nodded and said: "The ancestors don't know how, the regulations are not allowed to go out casually, except for the old age, the old lady is allowed, so you can go out." ”

Hearing such a peculiar sound, Wen Jing asked curiously: "Then won't you sneak out of the city to play?" ”

"Where can I be?" A post-natal idiot looked at Wen Jing, shook his head and said: "There are too many waterways, forks come and go around, I don't know that the road has been walking for most of the day and then returning to the village." ”

"Really?" Wen Jing thought back to the intersection she saw just now, and she didn't count it, but it was quite a lot, and she asked again after understanding: "Then you didn't go out, aren't you very boring?" ”

"It's boring." The latter nodded, and after a while, he was suddenly happy again. "But it doesn't matter, I'll be twenty years old next year, and I can go out fishing with everyone, or I can go out to the shop to play, I heard it's very lively, right?"

Thinking about Mushui County, Wen Jing shook her head violently and said: "The town here is boring, there are no shops, and there are few people, so it's not fun." ”

Lin Azhen felt strange in his heart, and he couldn't bear to slap the posterity to the sky, and wherever anyone walked, he stared at the girl's face. walked into the village, immediately pulled the girl to his side, glared at the latter family fiercely, and hummed two white cigarettes in his nose, showing that Lao Tzu was very unhappy, get away.

The family had never seen such a good-looking girl in the future, and they couldn't help but be stupid, and suddenly saw the boy who was about the same age as himself put his arms around the shoulders of the good-looking girl, and touched his nose stupidly, so he didn't dare to talk anymore.

The small village is very neat, the houses are very well planned, the outside of the houses are surrounded by fences, green and lush all around, and the tea season Guilan blooms, as if entering the villa villa.

Lin Azhen has been to this halfway village, there used to be a plaque hanging on the village gate, with the word Yu written in large letters, after two hundred years, the plaque is gone, curiously pointed to the old lady in front of the turtle line, smiled at the people around him and asked: "Is this old lady your village head?" ”

"Yes, yes." An old man nodded, and said with a smile in the quiet village: "Our Yu Village is not big, there are only about 100 adults and children, and the grandfather is the oldest, more than one hundred and fifty years old." ”

"Wow!" Hearing that he was more than one hundred and fifty years old, everyone exclaimed, Wen Jing hurriedly looked at the old man and said, "Living so long, so blessed?" ”

"Blessing?" Lin Ah really wanted to die headlong, but the old man didn't answer, and suddenly said with a sad heart: "I'm tired of dying alive, ghosts don't want to live for so long." ”

"Nonsense." Wen Jing disagreed, Xiao Yue's eyebrows furrowed, and she said unconvinced: "This is a blessing, you have to do a lot of good things, God will give you longevity, ghosts specialize in bad things, of course you don't live long." ”

She's still not convinced? Lin Azhen snorted twice, squinting his eyes and striving: "Living for so long, watching his wife and children die of old age one after another, and sending away batches of black-haired people in vain, this is not a gift, it is a punishment." ”

These painful words made Long Xing and Long Yanran full of pain, and Prince Xinming just couldn't stand it so he sealed himself in the cold ice, Long Du sighed softly: "Miss Wen is still young, she will understand in the future." ”

At this time, everyone came to the front of a house on the side of the village, this house leaned against a small stream of the river forked out by the lake, the village's Shanlan connected the house, several silver mulberries were planted in front of the house, there was a water Xie wooden house behind the house, the green willow bend in a large row to point to the water, and there was a thin bamboo row under the Xie Tai that crossed out of the river, which was a single support row, and could only accommodate two people at most.

"Green, Green." Walking through the fence, the old lady and the old voice called twice, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl came out of the wooden room, the girl was wearing a green dress and lotus skirt, stepping lightly on the platform, looking at Ah Zhen and the others, and lightly put her mouth to the old lady's ear, and shouted in a thick throat: "Grandpa, who are they?" Where did Sazzar come from? ”

Seeing such a beautiful girl walking out, everyone's first impression was gentle and gentle, who knew that she actually opened her mouth and roared, Ah Zhen looked at Long Xing, Long Xing looked at Long Yan blankly, Long Yan looked at Wen Jing blankly, Wen Jing stared at the rough girl with wide eyes, and everyone came to a conclusion.